I think our ancestry is mostly pale of settlement. The last name is only one of 16 ancestors going back to when most of us came. Although like Holzman, Hornbein may be German. My mother's father's lineage was definitely pale of settlement (Shevetevsky). My paternal grandmother's maiden name was Mandell (not sure how many l's.
I think our ancestry is mostly pale of settlement. The last name is only one of 16 ancestors going back to when most of us came. Although like Holzman, Hornbein may be German. My mother's father's lineage was definitely pale of settlement (Shevetevsky). My paternal grandmother's maiden name was Mandell (not sure how many l's.
I don't think either Boston or Seattle had enough Jews to provide ample pastrami, at least in the neighborhoods where we lived. Of course, we did have my second grade best friend, Ralph Siegel, maybe two stones throws from us. His grandfather was a founder of Nordstrom's, which began in Seattle, and which ws the location of one of my earliest remembered dreams (sliding down the bannister and getting butterflies in the stomach). Ralph's mother--daughter of NOrdstrom cofounder, was interior decorator to Seattle's elite, including John Ehrlichman, probably long before he became a Nixon aide. And I did go to a Jewish nursery school which was very close by, although I have absolutely no recollection of how I got there. And I met my nursery school teacher again when we came back the year I was in second grade. The following summer, she was associated (can't remember how) with the JCC day camp I went to. So maybe there was pastrami in that neighborhood. But there were plenty of people in that neighborhood who weren't Jewish--the Dibleys, the Kanyers, the Petersens, the Morehouses. I really have no idea what the proportion of Jews was. And when I say "neighborhood," I'm thinking within two blocks of us, but the nursery school was not in wht I'm referring to as neighborhood, athough I think it was just across the main street from that neighborhood. All these questions and no parents to ask. (If it hadn't been for the MS I think there's a good chance my mother would still be alive, even though she'd be 100. Between the cousin who made it to 104 ,her couch potato sister with the terrible diet making it to 90 (my mother was athletic and ate according to what was considered good nutrition at the time, and adjusted to new knowledge, which is how her three kids learned to do likewise).
I think our ancestry is mostly pale of settlement. The last name is only one of 16 ancestors going back to when most of us came. Although like Holzman, Hornbein may be German. My mother's father's lineage was definitely pale of settlement (Shevetevsky). My paternal grandmother's maiden name was Mandell (not sure how many l's.
I don't think either Boston or Seattle had enough Jews to provide ample pastrami, at least in the neighborhoods where we lived. Of course, we did have my second grade best friend, Ralph Siegel, maybe two stones throws from us. His grandfather was a founder of Nordstrom's, which began in Seattle, and which ws the location of one of my earliest remembered dreams (sliding down the bannister and getting butterflies in the stomach). Ralph's mother--daughter of NOrdstrom cofounder, was interior decorator to Seattle's elite, including John Ehrlichman, probably long before he became a Nixon aide. And I did go to a Jewish nursery school which was very close by, although I have absolutely no recollection of how I got there. And I met my nursery school teacher again when we came back the year I was in second grade. The following summer, she was associated (can't remember how) with the JCC day camp I went to. So maybe there was pastrami in that neighborhood. But there were plenty of people in that neighborhood who weren't Jewish--the Dibleys, the Kanyers, the Petersens, the Morehouses. I really have no idea what the proportion of Jews was. And when I say "neighborhood," I'm thinking within two blocks of us, but the nursery school was not in wht I'm referring to as neighborhood, athough I think it was just across the main street from that neighborhood. All these questions and no parents to ask. (If it hadn't been for the MS I think there's a good chance my mother would still be alive, even though she'd be 100. Between the cousin who made it to 104 ,her couch potato sister with the terrible diet making it to 90 (my mother was athletic and ate according to what was considered good nutrition at the time, and adjusted to new knowledge, which is how her three kids learned to do likewise).